The Romavs

"I don't know about this. From what I understand your father does not even remotely like me." Jace pointed out as he was rolled into the dinning room of the Romav apartment. On his lap was a datapad so he could work.

"That may be, but your commanding officer already gave permission for us to keep you until you can walk around on your own." Mrs. Romav answered before chuckling, "besides Elena volunteered to 'take care' of you."

Elena frowned, "do not make it sound dirty. I just had nothing better to do and I figured Jace might enjoy it more if I took care of him."

"Yeah sure you are, just keep the fun stuff on the light side." She told them as she walked to another room.

"Haa… I am sorry Jace." Elena apologized as she pushed him up next to a chair facing a digital screen. She picked up a remote and clicked a button turning it on. "Well we have a few hours before dinner. So we can watch some news and see what else is going on in the empire."